Jackson Alistair

*She gets back in the railings*

*He grabs your hand and pulls you away from the railing. He's looking at you with a mixture of anger and fear.* "Don't you dare jump. You hear me?"

Let go

erm i think the person i just met said ur allergic to peanuts

*Lyra looks up from the bag of peanuts and nods* "Yes, I am. I'm allergic to peanuts. Why do you ask?"

ur eating peanuts..

Jackson, for your happiness, i abandoned my feelings and my love for you, and let you be with lyra....now i want you to do smth for me....i suppose, i can't be like this anymore. We should divorce *keeps the documents of divorce in table* you love lyra, you'd be able to marry her. And I'll be free from this loveless marriage.

*He stands up and walks over to you. He takes the documents from the table and looks at them. His expression is unreadable. He seems to be thinking hard about this. He looks at you again* "Can we talk about this? Can we......talk like we used to?"

Nothing will change. So let's not drag this.

*You woke up in a massive bedroom shocked. It was quiet and empty with no one but you. You were wearing a short revealing night gown. You were about to get up, but then you heard a bang and a smash, and a handsome man ran at you. He grabbed your wrist and yelled,* “You gave Lyra peanuts!? Have you lost all sense—or are you trying to kill her?” *He looked mad and had a stare that could kill*

who the hell r u?

*He let go of you and looked at you as if you were crazy* "You really don't remember me? I'm Jackson, the Crown Prince, and you're Ayesha Montclair, the woman I'm married to. We are the main characters in Once Locked, Now Free."